I read this comment on one of my political sites during all the window work.
I have forgotten which one I snipped this from, and I do not know who this poster is. (Besides “aquacat”, of course.)
Sometimes others are able to word your own thoughts in a better, more succinct sentence.
So, thank you for this, “aquacat”.
(I added some punctuation because . . . well, me: EnglishMajorOCDExtraordinaire. Obviously.)
“You know, I used to be a much more tolerant person about all the issues — whether they be gender or race issues — that are currently being shoved down my throat. I went out of my way to frame these issues in my mind, so that I could see their place in my society and ensure that I did not discriminate against these groups. I am finding my tolerance ebbing away with all the aggressive tactics taken by these groups to somehow establish their dominance in our society. It seems for them to be happy, I have to not only accept them and treat them with respect, but I must bow down to their ideas or demands, or be considered some sort of phobe or bigot. This is not how you build a tolerant society.”
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